Happy Birthday Hashan :)

Happy Birthday to the king of black poetries! Well, this is not the way I would like to address him, but still he deserves to be called so.

Hashan Hazarika celebrates his Nth birthday and we all wish him a great time and happy life ahead. Wish you all the good things in life. I am sure happiness and more happiness is waiting for you.

Keep writing and keep sharing too – we all wait for your posts and more so, when you post after a long. Don’t keep us waiting, Bhaiti… keep writing and keep posting.

God Bless You… may you live long and success kisses your feet in everything you do..

I have been reading him for a long time now. No doubt he is a Libran! I am sure the members of The Writers Lounge will be eager to read more of him. Hashan writes at: Hashan Hazarika's notepad !!

Under the weeping moon !!

The moon,the silent water and the girl born in a brothel.....

I always come here
talk to the moon
I cry under the weeping moon
wipe tears With my frozen hands
clouds gather across the moon
blazing the white light
I smile,I dance
gazing unto the moon
please, take me there
some times darkness gulps
I become impatient
I've so much to tell
who will listen to me?
who will understand my pain?
who will show the way?
I know,the moon too awaits the night
awaits the day
for a glimpse of mine
he knows I've no one
In my own ashes
I am standing without a soul
May be someone is waiting
to ride on me
to drag my wound deeper
to scratch the walls of
my naked soul with his lusty claws.
I always pray,hope its just a dream,
hope everything turns out non existent!!



word count : 141 words

Oops..lil late !!

Then I am late again,as usual.yeh Hashan kabhi nahi sudhrega,yarr main agar sudhar gaya toh Hashan nahi rahunga na..naam change karna padega.yeah.. most probably thats why I changed my pen name..But no use,anyways I just siped coke ,raised a toast..I am happy today...all are here all are celebrating...Missing Asbi..wish you were here Asbi...

I was lost
I thought i want nobody
I'm better off alone
I’ve been singing alone
But there was no shelter to crawl under
Ever gonna save me from any storm
I found a family
I found myself
we are one year old
But feels like we are together
Since I discovered my existence on earth!!

Happy Birthday Lounge!
Happy Birthday Loungers!!

cheese !!( still sipping coke but mixed lil rum on it)

Come on !! Its time to lounge again....

It was painted black the stripe was white
Built out of love and made for the writers
who love to play with words,welcome everyday
It has king of poetry and queen of scribbles
Ace of humour and a superhero
One year old and hundred fans
It has a school of its own and masti everyday
I can't replace the way it made me feel!!

lets create the magic again,
Lets read,write and Lounge !!

End of daze !!

Once again I've cried
Unto the moon
there's nobody here
there's nobody near
I can't see the meaning
the life I'm leading
blinded by a light
I hate the sun now
in the distance, I hear the tune
I heard in my childhood
I've searched the eyes
I laugh under the weeping moon
I saw her shadow in the darkness
awaiting me like the night
awaits the day
standing silent
smiling at my presence
A black candle holds the only light!!

Lullaby !!

I stand motionless
a parade of falling rain
hear the sweetest tune!!

To Hashan

Come hold my hand,
let me walk with you
till the darkness fades
and the dawn is all new.

Let me listen dear,
what your silence says
and give you a caring hug,
i am here for you always.

Let me wipe your tears
that you dedicate to her
they dnt make one feel good
but your paths they do blurr.

Oh see the day is upon us,
lets forget this painful night,
welcome hope in your heart,
let it shine through your smile.

I did not get a name for this write so just named it as dedicated to Hashan.. This poem is just for you dear ... Smile now :)

Love you hon!!

Speak to me,
come over the nightmare
puke all the dirt away
this wont hurt
give me all your pain!

Lay beside me,
let me feel your heartbeats
what they are sayin?
what day are dreamin?
wondering if its me..

Hold me close,
Hug me tight
and thank God we're together
Yeah, I will love you hon
always,forever and ever!!

Here I come !!

Your fear,
I see it in your eyes
keeps me alive
Here I come !
your life
I'll take it away
it will end today
ripping out your insides
I'll leave you to rot
what a sick odor
Scream all you want
but you can't stop this horror !!

Fakin' news !!

Found two of the WL founders on street !!

Lessons in excellence - VII

# For the earlier chapters of "Lessons in Excellence", click here

Prats : Ek dost,kitna chatur kitna pyara
Lounge : Ek dost,kitna chatur kitna pyara
Prats: Lounge ko kitna entertain karta hai
Lounge : Lounge ko kitna entertain karta hai
Prats : Har adah har angle se, Stephen !
Lounge : Har adah har angle se, Stephen
Prats : StepMan ka Judwa bhai lagta hai..
Lounge :StepMan ka Judwa bhai lagta hai..

Prats : This style of poetry is called "comparison for excellence" and is written for comparing a 'heart throb' with a 'super hero'.Invented in WL and made famous by student of some Balan guy.

Lounge: *Takes notes. Nod their heads & Look on with admiration*

Ashes Of The Wake !!

Dark
days
lead to
darker nights
I am awake with
black poetry,Frozen out of time
I need a sleep ,give me the sleep,the eternal sleep !!

Tortured soul !!

I am
a ugly demon
Don't trust my smile
Don't enjoy my touch
Don't walk my way
my teeth are like knives
my touch are like claws
my walk leads to hell
F!#k your hopeless world,
I am blacker than the black
living in agony
Tortured eternally
I am lost
My pain won't end
I have not died !!

Machchar -A wicked cinquain !!

I cought
the mosquito
who sucked my blood last night
Hanged ,punished but didn't get my
blood back !!

Lessons in Excellence VI

# For the earlier chapters of "Lessons in Excellence", click here

Prats: Subah se na ek kandha bika hai, na bika hai adha aloo.
Lounge: Subah se na ek kandha bika hai, Na bika hai adha aloo
Prats:Stephen bada chatur singh hai, Na samajhna usko lalloo.
Lounge Stephen bada chatur singh hai, Na samajhna usko lalloo..
Prats: Har ladki ki ankhon ka tara hai,rooh ka rooh-afza hai
Lounge: Har ladki ki ankhon ka tara hai,rooh ka rooh afza hai
Prats: Lounge ki jaan stephen, kitna achcha woh likhta hai
Lounge: Lounge ki jaan stephen, kitna achcha woh likhta hai
Prats: Baas ek buri aadat hai,
Lounge: Baas ek buri aadat hai,
Prats: Hafte mein woh sirf ek baar hi nahata hai.
Lounge: Hafte mein woh sirf ek baar hi nahata hai.


Prats: This style of poetry is called "let them know" poetry. It is used to motivate and "sudharofy" subjects on whom the poem is written. By putting things across in a subtle way and demanding a change of behavior. Helping the person on whom the poem is written improve. Invented in WL and made famous by student of some Balan guy.

Lounge: *Takes notes. Nod their heads & Look on with admiration*

Oops !!

1st day at work.
Boss Sandeep to Ste : welcome...Be good, you will be fine.
After a week.Ste to Boss Sandeep : Good morning Sandeep,How are you doing?
Sandeep(in black suit black tie) : Morning !..hey you must work hard.
After a month...Ste : Hello Sandeep!
Sandeep( white shirt,black tie..coat is at hanger) : You must Work very hard you know!
After a Quarter....( Ste tried to escape but found Sandeep in front of him): Hi
Sandeep( white shirt, tie is on head) :Can you hear me, you must work hard!!!
Ste: Yes..
Sandeep: Hmm.. meet me after lunch.
After lunch Ste goes to Sandeep's cabin : Hello, you called me after lunch.
sandeep: yes..take this new think pad..it will reduce your work by half.
Ste: Oh..great..Can I have two?

Mouthful of madness !!

I
scream
I lick
bottom-up
the insanity
with a tongue of the black poetry,
chaos claws my face and the darkness whispering me !!

Insane by your smell !! -3

I am
freezing to ice
Warm sweet blood will heal me
flyin', through the dark night and the rain
pourin' down !!

Insane by your smell !! -2

In response to Kajal's Dripping sweet blood

Awaitin'
for the moonrise,
My imortal soul is screamin'
of hunger ,I smell the dripping
sweet blood !!

Insane by your smell !!

Thanks Ms R for inspiring me to write this...

I track
you miles by scent
I can smell your warm blood
I wait until dark, You can't hide
from me !!

Your blood
smells so good
Its makin' me insanly insane
A predator screams of hunger
finds you !!